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my song 'don't delete the kisses' finishes and i wave to the audience as they cheer. i throw out a couple of the guitar picks originally meant for flo and skip off stage, full of adrenaline. i run straight into bobby's arms for a hug, him standing closest to the side of the stage.
"that was amazing!" i laugh. i let go and before bobby can speak, dylan tugs on my sleeve asking me to follow him.

we walk back into the green room and smile at him, expecting him to say something positive about my performance.
"we should go now." my face drops.
"what?"

"mags come on, the boys are on in a bit." angel walks in, waving me out the door.
"can we talk about this after?" i say to him.
"typical of you to pick them over me again but whatever." i ignore him and walk out with angel, i really cant deal with his negativity right now.

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